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defiance struggling with the confusion in his face.

"I believe," stammered Brantain, "I see that I have stayed too long.



I--I had no idea--that is, I must wish you good-by." He was clutching

his hat with both hands, and probably did not perceive that she was



extending her hand to him, her presence of mind had not completely

deserted her; but she could not have trusted herself to speak.



"Hang me if I saw him sitting there, Nattie! I know it's

deuced awkward for you. But I hope you'll forgive me this



once--this very first break. Why, what's the matter?"

"Don't touch me; don't come near me," she returned angrily.



"What do you mean by entering the house without ringing?"

"I came in with your brother, as I often do," he answered



coldly, in self-justification. "We came in the side way. He went

upstairs and I came in here hoping to find you. The explanation is



simple enough and ought to satisfy you that the misadventure was

unavoidable. But do say that you forgive me, Nathalie," he



entreated, softening.

"Forgive you! You don't know what you are talking about. Let



me pass. It depends upon--a good deal whether I ever forgive you."

At that next reception which she and Brantain had been talking



about she approached the young man with a deliciousfrankness of

manner when she saw him there.



"Will you let me speak to you a moment or two, Mr. Brantain?"

she asked with an engaging but perturbed smile. He seemed



extremely unhappy; but when she took his arm and walked

away with him, seeking a retired corner, a ray of hope



mingled with the almost comicalmisery of his expression.

She was apparently very outspoken.



"Perhaps I should not have sought this interview, Mr.

Brantain; but--but, oh, I have been very uncomfortable, almost



miserable since that little encounter the other afternoon. When I

thought how you might have misinterpreted it, and believed things"



--hope was plainly gaining the ascendancy over misery in Brantain's

round, guileless face--"Of course, I know it is nothing to you, but



for my own sake I do want you to understand that Mr. Harvy is an

intimate friend of long standing. Why, we have always been like



cousins--like brother and sister, I may say. He is my brother's

most intimateassociate and often fancies that he is entitled to



the same privileges as the family. Oh, I know it is absurd,

uncalled for, to tell you this; undignified even," she was almost



weeping, "but it makes so much difference to me what you think

of--of me." Her voice had grown very low and agitated. The misery had



all disappeared from Brantain's face.

"Then you do really care what I think, Miss Nathalie? May I



call you Miss Nathalie?" They turned into a long, dim corridor that

was lined on either side with tall, graceful plants. They walked



slowly to the very end of it. When they turned to retrace their

steps Brantain's face was radiant and hers was triumphant.



Harvy was among the guests at the wedding; and he sought her

out in a rare moment when she stood alone.



"Your husband," he said, smiling, "has sent me over to kiss

you. "



A quick blush suffused her face and round polished throat. "I

suppose it's natural for a man to feel and act generously on an



occasion of this kind. He tells me he doesn't want his marriage to

interrupt wholly that pleasant intimacy which has existed between



you and me. I don't know what you've been telling him," with an

insolent smile, "but he has sent me here to kiss you."



She felt like a chess player who, by the clever handling of

his pieces, sees the game taking the course intended. Her eyes



were bright and tender with a smile as they glanced up into his;

and her lips looked hungry for the kiss which they invited.



"But, you know," he went on quietly, "I didn't tell him

so, it would have seemed ungrateful, but I can tell you. I've



stopped kissing women; it's dangerous."

Well, she had Brantain and his million left. A person can't



have everything in this world; and it was a little unreasonable of

her to expect it.



A Pair of Silk Stockings

Little Mrs. Sommers one day found herself the unexpected



possessor of fifteen dollars. It seemed to her a very large amount

of money, and the way in which it stuffed and bulged her worn old



porte-monnaie gave her a feeling of importance such as she had

not enjoyed for years.






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